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It has been too long. And now, what little change are we going to make?

I'm pretty sure that they can disclose whether or not they'd re-hire.

My father had a dog that used to kill cats on a regular basis - he said that it was the only reason he kept him, because otherwise, he was useless and kind of creepy. As far as friendships between women, I've got a couple in town and a couple with women who live away that all go back to junior high.

No. Besides, Snow White may be old and hokey, but it's not fucking Frozen - my granddaughter is so into that that it's not even funny.

Pizza - pfui. I haven't had pizza since I moved out from over the pizza parlor, and I don't really care if I have it again.

They don't need you. They just need a warm body. There are a lot of those available.

Snow White. The artwork, not so much the characters as the backgrounds, is just gorgeous. The first glimpse you get of the dwarves' cottage always takes my breath away.

I have some extra anti-psychotics sitting around. They may help you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vEv7SDnSwa0

So mention it again. And again. And again. If you're having a legitimate problem, they need to address it, or give you a reason why it shouldn't be addressed. Protip: Don't ask for anything by name, just talk about the symptoms that concern you. The only meds you should mention are the ones you can't take, and only if they're suggested.

For once, I have to agree - within 3 months, most people will forget the name of the system, will forget how many planets there are, and will probably forget what the "Goldilocks zone" is.

Meh, I've never denied being kind of slow.

scoobdog[/member]:True enough. fuggpop[/member] : Have you called the shrink? You have had some episodes of anxiety and shaking lately, and you thought you were manic the other day. If the meds need to be tweaked, you might as well get it over with.

Sometimes, one can just not be hungry. I know we get paranoid about it, because we've both had bad experiences, but not every isolated thing has to do with drugs and aberrant brain chemistry.

I love it when that happens. I so seldom lose my appetite that I like to revel in it.

A broken jaw sucks, but not as much as dying because the mattress caught on fire when one fell asleep smoking.

1992, and it hasn't improved, it's just gotten different.

I hate it, too, but I hate a dirty bathroom more.

I thought that you didn't hang around playgrounds, perv.

You damn kids don't know what mid-life is, much less a mid-life crisis.

Could they fire for medical? It seems like that would be a violation of the ADA or something; like, what would be the difference between finding that and a prescribed benzo or opiod on a drug test?

Be patient. (You can always have some of mine.)

What? No leeks?